Conquer the world with a good pair of shoes

Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world – Marilyn Monroe

I think Marilyn Monroe had it right, for me a shoe can completely change the way I feel, the way I walk and the way I behave.
I know what you're thinking, how on earth can a shoe do all of that? 
But it's true, a good shoe is hard to find, but when you find it you rarely want to be apart. I've always had this thing about trying not to judge people, but when it comes to shoes I judge you.
You can't conquer the world with shit shoes, I mean would you see Beyoncé in a pair of tatty old trainers just because. I think not.
Look, I'm not saying you have to spend hundreds of pounds to find those world conquering shoes, but you do have to make a little effort.
That's why you're here, to conquer the world with those killer shoes, and I think I've finally found mine, and no, I did not spend a fortune - I actually spent £15.

Finding the perfect pair of shoes does take a little effort, but it doesn't need to break the bank.
So Amazon have this little thing that isn't extremely well-known by everyday Amazon users, it's the Amazon Warehouse. It's where all product returns, within their 30 day return policy are sent and then reduced down in price so others can purchase. 
Instead of spending £80 on my dream pair of heels, I was lucky enough to find these beauties on the warehouse and the rest is history.
A good pair of shoes can change your mood, so make it worth you while.
Have you got any good bargain finds? Or have you already found your world conquering shoes? Let me know x

Taking the plunge into becoming self-employed

Perhaps one of the scariest moments in your life, taking the plunge to be dependent on yourself is no easy task.
I mean it hasn't been easy, and it's not like I woke up one day and decided to quit working for the man and decide to work for myself. 
It's something that required time, preparation and figuring out whether or not I could make it work financially for myself.
So here's what I learnt along the way to becoming self-employed and why it has probably been the best choice I've made so far.

Chasing cash goes round and round - literally
This is probably one of the more frustrating parts of being self-employed and one that I know many others experience. Now don't get me wrong, the majority of companies are great at making payments on time, but there are always the odd ones that lead you on a wacky race, like they're Dick Dastardly, tediously making you go through loops but in the end results you feel a little like Penelope Pitstop making your way through the finish line.
It makes budgeting really stressful but worth it in the long run when the lump sum finally hits your bank account.

Awkward attire leggings and hoodies, it's the office wear.
I loved the days of getting dressed up, normally in some sort of suit and a pair of killer heels to match, but who's kidding. I barely had time to put my makeup on, let alone look drop dead gorgeous in a suit. In reality I always looked exhausted, tired of trying to dress to impress and for what? Now it's all about throwing on a pair of leggings and that oversized jumper that you should have probably thrown out by now, but somehow can't bare to part with. The only times I ever dress up for work is when there's a meeting or a Skype call and I'm okay with that. I'm now only dressing to impress me and who isn't won over by a girl on her fourth cup of coffee, wearing yesterdays leggings and a gym top that you know has never been worn to the gym.

Feeling like you need to be working 24/7 - dedication isn't always the key to success.
When I first started the old self-employment, I thought I always needed to be working, every second of the day, no matter what. In reality I'm still a little like that, because missing a deadline means missing out on something big. In some ways there is so much more pressure put on you to make money, to be better than everyone else, to stand out from the crowd and to be heard by the masses. It's true, it does work like that, but being self-employed doesn't mean 24/7. It means planning better, creating schedules and putting in the effort. It means odd hours but ones that you can choose.

I know being self-employed isn't for everyone, but for me it has been a little bit of a revelation. So what do you guys go through if you're self-employed, what are your experiences?

Finding the beauty of being mixed race

So what are you? What's your mix?

I've heard it all before, the awkward stares, the drunken slurs, the whispers from others as you climb the stairs. It's a stigma many people are cast with, apparently we should all have tight curls, have a constant glowing tan and embrace more of our black heritage than our white, but I've never been one for sticking with stigmas.
There are all these categories for people, the typical ones that you hear about everyday; tall, short, black, white, curly, straight, gay, bi, the list goes on and on. But why do we have to categorise everything, not everything belongs in a category and I'm damn well certain that I don't belong in one either.
Growing up I never saw myself different to anyone else, well why should I? We're all essentially the same but somehow as you reach a certain age you realise that people don't want to be the same, and you're shoved back into a category; so, what are you?
It's a question I ask myself time and time again, who am I? What am I? Where do I belong?
I look at it like this, I'm a combination of two completely different cultures. I'm that girl that puts hot sauce on her roast dinner, eats fish and chips like they're going out of fashion, and is always down for a good cup of tea whilst easing back to some Earth, Wind and Fire.
I hate the cricket but will always shout out my support for the West Indies and nothing is better on a warm day than a ripe mango fresh from the market or cheeky oyster from the ice cream van. It's my awkward curls and two-tone skin, my passion for music and my love for books that makes me a cultural mismatch, but these make me who I am, so why categorise that?
Race is something that's hushed under the carpet, it isn't spoken about or mentioned, it's awkwardly laughed at when people are uncomfortable and it's something many continue to be ignorant to.
It has taken years for me to feel comfortable in my own skin, to understand that it's okay to be a little darker and to have wilder hair, and to instead embrace being apart of two amazing cultures and bringing it into my own.
I suppose all-in-all that's the beauty of being mixed race and I don't think I'd have it any other way. From the plights of racism that still make me shudder, but ultimately making me stronger, and to understanding the privilege of what it is like to have lighter skin.

I am me, flaws and all.